
Some smells drift down the hallway and suddenly you're eight years old again, waiting to be called for tea. Put these five in your own order, from the most nostalgic to the least.
Put the items in your preferred order.

Bacon under the grill
That sizzle and smoke creeping up the stairs was better than any alarm clock. You were downstairs before anyone called you.

A cake in the oven
Warm sponge and vanilla filling the whole house while you hovered by the oven door. The spoon and the mixing bowl were yours by right.

Onions and mince frying
The sound and smell of onions hitting a hot pan meant proper dinner was happening. Nothing fancy, just tea on the table by six.

Bread fresh out of the oven
Whether Nan baked it herself or it came home warm in a paper bag, that first slice never made it to a plate.

Roast chicken on a Sunday
Skin crisping, kitchen windows steamed up, everyone getting under each other's feet. Sunday had a smell all of its own.
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